Bio:

Fluff:

Though the dark whispers echoed so long ago ravaged the lands above, slowly they crept into the deep Dwarven halls and nestled in the crevasses of the earth. The mountains that had once protected the great kingdoms of the forge-born had faltered to the evil that pervaded throughout. The shadows that conjured brought prayers to Moradin and the greater Dwarven deities. Yet none were answered, and slowly doubt began to permeate throughout the once joyous halls. The doubt was met with mixed emotion, and the questioning of the true existence of the greater deities came into light. Yet not all abandoned their faith. Many remained true to the All-Father, he who forged the world upon his anvil. Though some turned to other gods. Old gods, forgotten gods. Gods whos names had been banished from the religious texts, whos mere utterance brought the retribution and wrath of Moradin and his fellow allies. One such name was Tharmekhul. The great deity of fire, he used his strength to bolster the forges throughout the great dwarven halls, yet the fire that he loved so brought chaos to his heart and was banished from the great stone-hewn halls by Moradins council, into the shadows where no Dwarf dared pursue.

But his name is spoken once again. Those who have been forgotten, whos flames have been long dormant, have been reawakened; their names are whispered once more and the fires of their furnaces churn molten red. For where Moradin has failed, his abandoned brethren shall fill his place, and the fury of the Dwarves shall once again be seen by those who attempt to rule the sons of the mountain.

Description of Damoras:

The Dragon rule over the Dwarves has brought mixed emotions to Damoras. Although present throughout the period of the subjugation, he has witnissed the death and dissapearence of those who attempted to revolt against their newly assumed masters, yet knows that their control over other humanoids, such as the humans, is necessary due to their (the humans) erratic behavior and fixture on emotions. Being a man of religion and stoicism, he only appears to be coaxed by the riches that are rewarded to the forge in order to appear subdued and continue living his life without disturbance and interrogation. His name holds true throughout the Dwarven community, for he is the descendent of Dueragas, who slayed the foul beast Ifrit during the early years of Dwarvenhall, forever being revered as a true hero and savior to the city. Once a follower of Moradin, he has since defected from their temple and taken worship to Tharmekhul in secrecy, believing that the true power needed to defeat the Dragons will come from below in the form of the harnessed elements. He knows well of the beasts of flame and magma that dwell in the deeper cores of the world, for he is the descendent of the hero who defeated such a creature, and speaks nothing to the Dragons of their over-mining of the mountains. He knows that as they forcibly mine deeper to fuel their seige they will awaken forces far greater than they can handle, and when that time comes, he hopes to call upon the power of Tharmekhul to reignite the ancient alligience of the years of old and defeat the unwanted rulers.

Description of Tharmekhul

Tharmekhul is a greater Dwarven deity, worshipped by those who revere the forge, war, and fire. Though peacefull, the destructive side of his firey reverence has caused him to at one point be worshipped as a minor deity of war and battle. His minglings with the primordials was what initially caused him to be looked down upon, and his alliances with Azers and Fire elementals caused further angst throughout the other Dwarven temples. Although Tharmekhul has been long forgotten, the greater primordial forces still remember their long-lost alliance with him, and ideally would be willing to aid any son of the forge. However, many years have passed since they once drew battle with his clerics, and their memories of him may be long lost in the churning chaos that is their home. Tharmekhul resembles a large Dwarf with bronze-colored skin with a firey mane of hair and weilds a large greathammer engulfed in flame.